As, however, the hair was of an orange colour and the eyes of a piercing and pinlike sharpness, the eclipse of feature was not a loss of effect.

And as the flamboyant head was a tolerably familiar object in the shop-windows of the photographers and in the illustrated papers, Fenwick recognised almost immediately one of the most popular artists of the day--Mr.Herbert Sherratt.
Fenwick flushed hotly.
'Lord Findon doesn't admire _his_ work ?' he said, almost with fierceness, turning to his companion.
'He hates his pictures and collects his drawings.' 'Drawings!' Fenwick shrugged his shoulders.

'Anybody can make a clever drawing.

It's putting on the paint that counts.

Why doesn't he go abroad ?' 'Oh, well, he does go to Holland.